Chapter 695, Silent Show-off
"After retaking Dongqu City, the Eighth Prince defected all the way to the Tatar Imperial Court. When we pursued him, he had already died of illness and was hastily buried in a mound of earth on the barren grassland."
In the Qianqing Palace, Xue Xiangchen carefully reported to the emperor about the Eighth Prince and his cronies.
The emperor was silent for a long time: "Are you sure it's Lao Ba?"
Xue Xiangchen nodded, "I have confirmed this." He quickly glanced at the emperor and said carefully, "I dare not move the Eighth Prince's remains without permission, but I have noted the burial location."
The emperor sneered and sighed, "Old Eight, for his own selfish gain, disregarded the interests of the nation, colluded with the Tatars, and burned military rations. In that case, let him be buried on the grasslands to avoid polluting the land of Great Xia."
Xue Xiangchen suddenly knelt down to plead guilty, and behind him, Xiao Yeyang, Yan Wentao, and Yan Wenkai could only follow suit: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was incompetent and failed to completely wipe out the Eight Princes' followers, causing some of them to still escape."
The emperor did not blame them: "This is not your fault. The grassland is vast. If they hide in it, it will be difficult for you to find them. Without the Eight Kings, they are just a mob. All right, everyone, get up."
Xue Xiangchen breathed a sigh of relief and stood up with Xiao Yeyang and the other two.
Chu Gang waited for Xue Xiangchen to finish speaking before quickly reporting the military situation: "The border troops have taken over the Tatar territory, but the Tatars are nomadic and not particularly easy to manage."
The emperor nodded and said, "I will have the ministers discuss this matter during the court meeting."
Hearing this, Chu Gang said no more. He was a military general who only knew how to fight wars, not govern.
After having a pretty good understanding of what was happening in the northern border, the emperor smiled and took a few people to the celebration hall.
In the hall, all the high officials had already taken their seats. When they saw the emperor approaching, they all stood up and saluted.
The emperor waved his hand for everyone to sit down, walked to the main seat and sat down, then pointed to the seat below and motioned Xiao Yeyang to sit down.
Chu Gang and Xue Xiangchen walked to their seats and sat down naturally without any instructions.
As for Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai, who were attending a banquet of this scale for the first time, they were a little dumbfounded.
Xiao Yeyang wanted to speak, but was stopped by the emperor.
Looking at the imperial uncle with a look of interest and the eunuch An grinning behind him, Xiao Yeyang suddenly remembered that the imperial uncle and others had been kidnapped by the Daohua brothers and sisters.
Xiao Yeyang gave Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai a helpless look, then picked up the glass on the table and drank it all.
Yan Wentao and Yan Wenkai looked at each other and whispered.
"Then there is still a vacant seat, it should be reserved for us, right?"
“Isn’t it too far forward?”
"We are the heroes, so we should sit up front. Why don't we go sit down? We look stupid standing here, and so many people are looking at us."
"If you sit in the wrong seat and get kicked out, that would be even more embarrassing."
"The Emperor is laughing at our jokes. We've already embarrassed ourselves, so why worry about getting even more embarrassed?"
After saying that, Yan Wenkai strode towards the empty seat, but when he saw Yang Chenghua sitting next to him and looking at him with a smile, he immediately turned around and walked towards the seat at the bottom.
"Hey, why is Lord Yan gone? This is your seat, come and sit down."
Yang Chenghua quickly called out to Yan Wenkai.
The sound was a bit loud and immediately attracted the attention of others in the hall.
Yan Wentao, who was a few steps behind, looked at his fourth brother standing stiffly in the middle of the hall, and decisively walked to sit under Yang Chenghua.
Yan Wenkai noticed his father's disdainful gaze, and then glanced at the crowd watching the show. He was speechless. After thinking for a moment, he grinned and turned to look at Yang Chenghua. As he walked over, he said self-reproachfully, "Oh, sir, it's you. Look at the look in my eyes. I didn't recognize you. I really deserve a beating."
"Your eyesight is quite bad. You can even ignore the Prime Minister." The emperor added with a smile.
Upon hearing that Yang Chenghua was the Prime Minister, Yan Wenkai staggered, and Yan Wentao's hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air.
Yan Wenkai came to Yang Chenghua with a wry smile, quickly poured a glass of wine, and then offered it with both hands, smiling and saying: "It's all my fault. You are a magnanimous person and you can't hold it against me. Drink this glass of wine, and all the past will be gone with the wind." Then he handed the glass over.
Yang Chenghua looked at Yan Wenkai with a smile: "If you say it will float away, it will float away. I still remember that salty..." stinky smell!
Oh, he couldn't keep thinking about it, or he would feel sick.
Yan Wenkai's eyelids twitched, and he misinterpreted Yang Chenghua's words: "Sir, are you talking about pickles?" As he said this, he looked at Yang Chenghua with the eyes of a close friend.
"I never thought that adults and children have the same taste. I always like to eat pickles in my house!"
"I'm telling you, I'm not bragging, but the pickles I make at home are truly amazing. Oh, I can't say anymore, my mouth is watering."
As he said this, he handed the wine glass to Yang Chenghua again.
"Since you like it, I'll take care of all the pickles you eat in the future."
Yang Chenghua looked at Yan Wenkai with a half-smile: "Am I talking about pickles?"
Yan Wenkai's face froze. "Fresh vegetables are fine too."
Yang Chenghua looked at Yan Wenkai speechlessly and pondered for a moment: "Speaking of this dish, you know what, I really do like it. Do you know the Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Shop?"
Yan Wenkai nodded: "I know." Isn't the fruit and vegetable shop opened by the eldest sister called Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Shop?
Yang Chenghua: "I love the vegetables sold in that shop. How about you buy the vegetables for me every day in the future?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked over and complained in their hearts that Yang Chenghua was an old fox.
Everyone in the hall knows how hard it is to buy vegetables from the Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Shop. They have to eat them every day, so how much time does it take to queue up to buy them?
The old fox always makes trouble for others, and everyone couldn't help but sympathize with Yan Wenkai in their hearts.
Unexpectedly, Yan Wenkai readily agreed: "Oh, that's it, no problem."
Yang Chenghua was also stunned for a moment. Thinking that Yan Wenkai had just arrived in Beijing and might not know about the Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Shop, he kindly reminded him, "The vegetables in that shop are very difficult to buy. If you promise me, you can't go back on your word."
Yan Wenkai smiled and said, "Hey, that shop is run by my sister, don't worry, you will definitely have food to eat."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone who was still watching the show in the hall were stunned.
The Minister of Revenue quickly looked at Yan Zhigao and asked, "Is the Four Seasons Fruit and Vegetable Shop really yours?"
Yan Zhigao had just arrived in the capital and had been busy familiarizing himself with the Ministry of Revenue. He hadn't really noticed this incredibly popular shop in the capital: "Well, that should be it."
He vaguely remembered that the fruit and vegetable shop opened by his eldest daughter in Xingzhou and Ningmen Prefecture seemed to be named after this, and the business seemed to be quite good.
How come the shop is so famous that it has spread to the capital?
The Minister of Revenue was somewhat speechless: "What do you mean by 'as if'? You don't know your family's shop?"
Yan Zhigao looked embarrassed and said, "My eldest daughter used that shop to practice, I usually don't ask about it."
Officials: “.”
Practice?
Is this new Minister Yan from the Ministry of Revenue being modest or showing off?
(End of this chapter)
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